I've had a weird request, to ruin a Wombling Christmas. Mostly because of his son's love for wombles when he was five.
Not however when he is the age of a teenager, being woken up to a disco in his living room, which mostly is wombles singing on repeat.
Done lovingly by his dear old dad.
Dedicated to Sons that have that sort of Dad.
Opened my eyes
Woke up to womble music
I think I'll have squish my Dad
I'm in a rage
No need for wombles singing
Realise my childhood taste was sad
All day long
Dads playing wombling in the room
I'll womble his bloody wombling womble music
All day long
He's adding anguish to teenage gloom
By playing bloody wombling womble music
I do admit
I used to like the wombles
Being age five I had to no taste
But please agree
Now I am mildly older
My taste is so much cooler*
Wombling songs now cause distaste
All day long
Dads playing wombling music trash
I'll womble his bloody wombling womble music
All day long
So please fund me, some moving cash
So I won't need to listen to womble music.
* Probably not, it's probably thrash metal or shouty rap.
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